by Tina Folsom
Her tongue emerged and she flattened it over the head of his erection. She lifted her eyes to meet his gaze. “Like this?”
“So you’re gonna play innocent now, are you? When we both know what a hot-blooded woman you are.”
Again he nudged against her lips, and they parted on a moan, allowing him in. He eased forward slowly, giving her time to adjust.
“That’s it, Lilo, all of it.” He slid his hands into her hair and massaged her skull gently.
She took him a little deeper, his cock sliding over her tongue.
“Damn, you’re good at this,” he praised and withdrew his hips again just as slowly.
Lilo exhaled and her breath blew over his heated cock, making him shiver with pleasure. “Again,” she murmured and reached for him, wrapping one hand around his root.
He held her head motionless, while he descended once more, sinking into the wet cavern of her mouth. He wanted slow this time, very slow, so he could savor every second of their lovemaking, and prolong their pleasure.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
She lifted her eyes again.
“I’ve never seen a more erotic sight than you with my cock in your mouth.” He couldn’t suppress the moan that was rising from his chest.
She held his gaze and started to move up and down on his erection, wrapping her lips tightly around him, sucking harder than he’d allowed her until now. He felt shudder after shudder race through his body, obliterating any sane thought he might have ever had.
Lilo was turning him into a creature driven only by lust and passion. Nothing else counted. With every second his body heated more, and he knew if he wanted to remain in control, he had to make her stop.
“Enough!” Before it was too late, he stepped back and pulled himself from her mouth.
She looked up at him, her lips in a pout. “You always make me stop just when it starts getting good.”
He chuckled. “Nice try, baby, but I’m the one who’s in charge right now. Maybe some other day I won’t stop you. But for now I have other plans.”
He gave her shoulders a gentle shove so she landed flat on the mattress. He rolled over her, aligning his cock with her center and plunged inside.
“Yessss!” she cried out, arching her back, thus thrusting her breasts at him.
Unable to resist the delicious offering, he dipped his head and captured one nipple between his lips, sucking and licking his tongue over it.
“More!” she demanded, and undulated her hips.
He thrust into her in a steady rhythm, filling her, then withdrawing, while he continued feasting on her breasts, alternately teasing one, then the other, while she writhed beneath him.
She was panting heavily. Her arousal permeated the room, making his nostrils flare and his cock pulse. But he didn’t want to come yet. Taking a deep breath, he slowed his tempo to a more tender rhythm, rocking against her more gently.
“Blake…”
He lifted his head from her breast and gazed at her. Concern jolted through him. “What’s wrong? What do you need, Lilo?”
He noticed her swallow, before her lips parted. “I want you to bite me.”
His heart stopped, and his body froze in mid-movement. “What?”
He couldn’t possibly have heard correctly. He was probably hallucinating.
“Bite me,” she whispered. “Anywhere you like.” Her cornflower-blue eyes shone back at him with untamed lust. “I want to know what it’s like.”
He lifted his hand and ran his fingers along her graceful neck. “You mean it?”
She nodded.
“I must be dreaming.”
“You’re not,” she said. “Please, show me what it’s like.”
Slowly he resumed his movements, thrusting slow and deep into her, then withdrawing just as slowly. Their gazes locked, he willed his fangs to descend, and parted his lips to show her what she would feel pierce her skin in a moment.
“It won’t hurt,” he promised, but hesitated. “Anywhere I want?”
“Anywhere.”
The choice was an easy one. He could always take the vein at her neck some other time, but for their first bite—and he hoped it was only the first of many—he wanted something special.
Still continuing to slide in and out of her warm pussy, he lowered his head back to one breast and rubbed his fangs along either side of her nipple. She trembled beneath him, and instinctively he grabbed both her wrists and pinned her arms to her sides.
“Do it,” she encouraged him.
He set the tips of his fangs to her skin and pressed down. Like scalpels, his fangs drove into her flesh, sinking deep and lodging there before he drew the first drop of blood. The rich red liquid ran down the back of his throat filling all his senses with wonder and awe. He’d bitten other humans before, but sinking his fangs into Lilo was different. He’d suddenly found what he’d been looking for all his life. Nothing before had ever tasted so good, and nothing after would ever be better. He couldn’t imagine ever drinking bottled blood again, now that he was drinking his fill from Lilo’s gorgeous breast.
His vampire body was taking over now, increasing the tempo with which he thrust his cock into her. Ever harder and faster he was taking her, while she moaned and sighed, and her heartbeat raced.
He was still pinning her down by her wrists, but he couldn’t make himself release her, because the knowledge that she was at his mercy turned him on even more, made his cock swell even more. Lilo moved with him as if they’d done this a thousand times before, her pelvis slamming against his with every thrust.
More and more blood filled his mouth, and he knew it was time to stop, or he would take too much. He eased his fangs from her and licked over the tiny incisions, closing them instantly. When he lifted his head to look at her, he saw a woman in ecstasy, her face glistening, her lips parted, moans rolling over them, and her eyes gleaming with lust. She was close. And so was he.
Adjusting his angle, he plunged deeper and harder, his pelvic bone slamming against her clit over and over again. Until, finally, she tensed. One more thrust, and he was there with her as they both hurtled over the edge. He captured her moan of release with his mouth and swallowed it down, letting it bounce against his heart.
He couldn’t tell how long it took to come down from the high, but at some point he rolled to the side and took her with him, cradling her to his chest, draping one of her legs over his thigh, so he wouldn’t slip out of her drenched pussy.
“I can’t even begin to tell you what this means to me,” he murmured against her lips before he kissed her again.
“I thought I was floating on a cloud. I’ve never felt anything so… so amazing.” She opened her eyes. “Is it always like that?”
He smiled. “Between lovers, it’s like this. A vampire’s bite arouses, but it only turns truly erotic when it happens during lovemaking. Only then can the vampire’s bite fully unfold in all its facets.”
“Now I understand why a human would let a vampire bite her.”
He rolled onto his back, pulling her with him, readjusting his groin to fully seat himself inside her again.
“Thank you for letting me drink your blood,” Blake said, combing his fingers through her hair. “I wish I could tell you what it felt like to take you like this. To feel you give yourself to me so freely. Without reservation.” He pressed a kiss to her hair.
“But for you it can’t be anything new. You must have done this many times before.”
He slid his hand under her chin and lifted her head to make her look at him.
“Lilo, I’ve never bitten a woman during sex. I’ve never experienced this before. Sure, I’ve bitten humans before, but it was never like this. Never while making love. No bite has ever felt like what I just experienced with you. It was out-of-this-world. I’m afraid, Lilo, I’m going to get addicted to this, and to you.”
An almost shy smile crossed her lips. “So you might want to do this again?”
He pressed his
head back into the pillow, closing his eyes for a moment. “Lilo, just like I could make love to you all day and all night, I would love to sink my fangs into you every single time.” He stroked his fingers over her cheek and traced the outline of her lips. “And I’d be the happiest man on this earth if you allowed me to bite you again.”
He rolled, bringing her underneath him again. “And now, I’d like to thank you for your generous gift.” He began to move inside her, thrusting back and forth.
Lilo gasped. “But you just—”
“—came? Yes, but I have your blood inside me, and guess what it’s doing to me.” He smirked and motioned to his groin. “It’s your own fault for asking me to bite you. I’m afraid naughty women like you need to be taught a lesson.”
She chuckled. “How?”
“Let’s discuss that after your next orgasm.”
37
“Lilo.”
Blake’s voice was close at her ear. She opened her eyes and shot up to a sitting position, finding Blake sitting at the edge of the Murphy bed, fully dressed. “Did I nod off?”
He brushed his knuckles over her cheek and smiled. “Just a few minutes. You needed it. I took a lot of blood from you.”
At the recollection of what that had felt like, she sensed heat rise into her cheeks. There was nothing on earth that was even comparable to a vampire’s bite. Now she understood why Hannah had sought out a vampire as her boyfriend. It practically ensured a satisfied sex life.
“Is that a blush?” he murmured at her ear.
She lifted her chin. “What if it is?”
“Then I’ll take it as a compliment. And as an invitation to do it again.”
A knock at the door and the rattling of the doorknob made her whirl her head toward it.
“Blake?” It was Wesley’s voice coming through the door.
“What do you want?” Blake responded, rising from the bed.
“Why’s the fucking door locked? Open up, I’ve gotta talk to you. It’s important!”
“Give me a minute.” Blake tossed her an apologetic look. “Sorry, baby.” He walked to the wall next to the Murphy bed and pressed against it. A door that had looked like a panel opened up. “It’s just a tiny bathroom, but you can get dressed in here while I see what Wes wants.”
Stunned, she rose and looked into the small room. “You’re full of surprises.”
He shrugged. “Rose’s idea. She grew up in the Regency period, and they had secret panels that led into hidden rooms all the time. She figured it would be nice to have a place to freshen up when I sleep here on occasion.”
“What’s taking you so long?” Wes grunted outside the door and banged against it once more.
Blake grimaced. “I’d better talk to him before he flips.” He paused. “Oh, and come out when you’re done. I have no intention of hiding you in the closet.”
She snatched her clothes from the floor and slunk into the bathroom, pulling the door shut behind her. She only took a few minutes to clean up and get dressed. She’d never been one to spend a long time getting ready. Besides, she was curious about Wesley’s important news.
When she opened the door and stepped back into Blake’s office, he and Wesley were bending over his desk, a large, old book open before them. Wes looked up and spotted her. He didn’t appear to be surprised at seeing her. From the corner of her eye she saw that the Murphy bed was back inside the wall, and that fact made her relax.
“Hey, Lilo.”
“Hi, Wesley. Any news?”
“Lots.”
“Go on,” Blake encouraged him. “You were saying…”
“So when I reached the shack that I’d chased him to, he suddenly materialized. I knew he wasn’t a vampire, but he was preternatural. I just couldn’t tell what he was. He told me to destroy the drugs because they’d only play into the demons’ hands. You can imagine how stunned I was. But I had no time to question him. Suddenly that boulder just moved in front of him and he disappeared.”
“What boulder?”
“Some massive stone. And this—” He pointed to something in the book. “—was carved in it. I’m telling you it was a portal. Some sort of transportation system. Here, Francine writes about it, too.”
Curious, Lilo joined them at the desk, moving next to Blake. He made space so she could look at the book, simultaneously snaking one arm around her waist.
The book looked like it had been published in Gutenberg’s time. Printed on a page headed Stealth Guardians, was a drawing of a dagger.
“Stealth Guardians? What are those?” she asked.
Wes glanced at her. “That’s what we’re trying to figure out. We’ve never encountered them before.”
“Do you think they have something to do with Ronny and his friends?”
“No,” Blake answered firmly. “If they were in league with Norwood and his guys, they wouldn’t have asked Wesley to destroy the drug.” He looked at Wes. “You’re sure you heard right?”
“I might not have a vampire’s sensitive hearing, but I’m not deaf, man.”
Lilo looked up at him, surprised and confused. “But why don’t you have a vampire’s sensitive hearing? Don’t all vampires have that?”
Wes chuckled. “Oh they do. But I’m not a vampire.”
“You’re not? But I thought—”
Wes looked at Blake. “You didn’t tell her? I thought you had no secrets from her.”
Blake pulled her closer to him. “I don’t. But there was a lot to fill Lilo in on. And I’m afraid you weren’t that high on my priority list.”
“I guess I’ll have to remember that the next time you want a favor.”
“So what are you then?” Lilo interrupted, too curious to wait another second.
“I’m a witch, of course.” There was pride in his voice. “One of the best.”
She had no words. But was it really so far fetched? If vampires existed, why not witches, werewolves, and gargoyles? Why not demons and angels?
“A witch,” she murmured to herself, then shrugged. “What else is new?”
“Well, a little more awe would have been nice,” Wes said dryly. “But maybe I’m asking too much.”
“I didn’t meant to—”
Blake squeezed her to him. “Don’t pander to him, Lilo. He’s just fishing for compliments.” Then he tipped his chin in Wesley’s direction. “I’m not sure what you want to do with this information, Wes, but I don’t think it’s gonna help us rescue Hannah.”
“I realize that. But these guys, these Stealth Guardians, they have powers we don’t. They can make themselves invisible and walk through walls.”
At Wesley’s revelation, her chin dropped.
“I figured,” Wes continued, “considering they seemed to be on our side concerning the drugs, we could make them our allies. With their powers—”
“How would you even find them?” Blake shook his head. “We don’t have the time or resources to spend on this right now.”
“But it might help us.”
“It might, but what if it doesn’t? We don’t know who these guardians are. We don’t know their agenda, or whether they’re friendly to vampires. You were the only one they met. And you’re a witch. What if they’re not that peaceful when it comes to vampires?” Blake shook his head again. “With Hannah still in Norwood’s hands, I’m not going to risk a distraction or accidently start a war with a species we know nothing about.”
“I don’t need any backup. I can do this on my own. Nobody from Scanguards would be pulled off his duty to search for Stealth Guardians.”
“Wrong!” Blake poked his index finger into Wesley’s chest. “You would be. And we need you. You’re the only one who knows how to cast a spell or brew a potion. What if we can’t defeat Norwood with conventional weapons? We need you, Wes. I need you.”
For a few seconds Wes seemed to war with himself, but Blake’s plea—laced with compliments Wes clearly appreciated—won him over. “Fine. I’ll stay here. But once Han
nah is safe, I’m going to search for them.”
Slowly Blake nodded. “And I’ll support you when you bring it up with Samson. Ultimately he’ll have to approve.”
“He will.”
Without a knock, the door flew open and John appeared. “Showtime,” he announced. “Ronny just got the call. We don’t have much time. They want him to bring the drugs to Fort Mason. In thirty minutes.”
“Did he get assurances from them that they’re bringing Hannah to the meeting?”
Blake released her, hurrying to a cupboard and ripping open the door. Inside were several guns, knives, and stakes.
John nodded. “Ronny played the suffering boyfriend pretty convincingly. He begged them to let him see her. They agreed.”
Blake grabbed several weapons and turned back to his colleague. “Then let’s go.” Then his gaze drifted to her. “Stay here.”
“Please take me with you.”
“No, Lilo. We’ve barely got enough time to get there. There’s no time to implement any safety measures for you. Stay by the phone.” He motioned to his desk. “I’ll call you as soon as we know anything. Promise.”
He was right, of course. She knew that. “Okay. I’ll wait.”
A quick smile and Blake was gone, his colleagues with him. Now all she could do was wait.
38
They’d parked the cars and vans at the end of a cul-de-sac surrounded by greenery. On the other side of it, an embankment covered in trees and shrubs led down to three broad piers, which held old warehouses that had long ago been converted to a center for art and culture with regular exhibitions, artists’ work spaces, and large private events.
Blake and his colleagues walked down the embankment, using the trees and shrubs for cover to get an overview of the warehouses and surrounding area. Besides the three large warehouses on the piers, a small firehouse sat just below the embankment. Five more structures, each almost as large as the warehouses, sat on solid ground near the water.
Blake gave his colleagues the sign to spread out. He’d brought a large contingent of men with him: for every guy that Norwood had, Scanguards had brought three, many of them crack shots, who could take out a target from a long distance. However, everybody had to remain hidden until the enemy showed himself.
